Chapter 96 Slytherin's Seven Consecutive Championships

"What's there to be proud of?" Draco said with indignation, "If it wasn't for Aaron's timely action, Weasley wouldn't have survived!"

"You can't say that." Aaron disagreed, "I just pushed Ron at the right time, but if it weren't for him, we really couldn't get through the giant chessboard."

Draco snorted coldly, a little dissatisfied with this kind of "modest".

"Gryffindor now has 483 points, ranking second, but so what?

The three of them have already added points, they can't add points in different ways! No one will be convinced."

"Who knows?" Aaron smiled helplessly. Judging from his dealings with Dumbledore these few times, the White Lord's bottom line is obviously not that high.

But the problem is that this old man can always stand firm on his personality.

Jumping back and forth within the rules, and no one can find any faults, this is called ability.

"The fourth item." Dumbledore spoke again, and the whole hall fell silent. "There are many kinds of courage. It takes courage to stick to your principles against your enemies and fight hard, and it takes more courage to stick to your principles against your friends.

I give you ten points for Neville Longbottom."

The intense cheers echoed in the hall. All the Gryffindors were in high spirits, except Neville Longbottom, who was confused and couldn't recover from the surprise for a long time.

He himself was not very smart, always hesitant in doing things, and his academic performance was not much better. He was the kind of person who was ordinary even if he stood in a crowd.

Throughout the entire school year, he didn't add a single point to his college, but he didn't expect to show up at the year-end dinner.

"Then there is a small problem now. Gryffindor and Slytherin have the same score, but there is only one college cup." Dumbledore said loudly, suppressing the noisy voices in the hall, then looked at the Slytherin table and gave Aaron a meaningful smile.

The Gryffindor students also thought of something, and their smiles faded slightly. Although their faces were not as ugly as at the beginning, they were not very happy.

Harry and the other two smiled bitterly at each other, and almost forgot about it, but still turned around to congratulate him.

Although Aaron was a Slytherin, he was not as unruly as other Slytherins, and he helped them a lot, otherwise they would have been in danger that night.

They just turned the tide and had a hope of winning the house cup, but before they could touch it, it was tightly held in the hands of Slytherins, which made them feel a little uncomfortable.

"I believe you all have guessed what I am going to say." Dumbledore said, "Yes, the last one, Aaron Gaius.

He showed amazing wisdom and lent a hand to his friend in times of crisis, using wisdom and calmness to find the right way out in the fog.

Of course, he was also quite good at preparing for a rainy day, and made extremely thorough preparations before taking risks.

I plan to reward him, reward this excellent Slytherin with 100 points.

In summary, if our calculations are correct, Slytherin won the College Cup."

The Slytherins, who had been suppressed for four rounds, finally couldn't hold back their emotions and cheered loudly. With the momentum of only one college, they firmly suppressed the other three colleges.

Six consecutive championships became seven consecutive championships, which was more exciting than winning the championship for six consecutive times.

Draco stood up and gave Aaron a hug to show their friendship to everyone, and the Slytherin prefect also smiled and gave him an encouraging look.

There were even a few seniors who flirted with him, which made Aaron look a little unnatural, because the looks of these seniors were really a little forced, and there was only one who was good-looking.

......

In the third week of June, Hogwarts officially went on vacation.

Aaron packed his luggage and put it in the suitcase.

Abe also changed into a new set of clothes and carried a small backpack, acting like he was going on a long journey.

Draco walked into Aaron's dormitory with the school's notice, "The school warns students not to use magic during the holidays. Really, don't they know we are wizards?"

"Stop complaining, this rule is set by the Ministry of Magic, and it has nothing to do with the school."

"Aaron, you must come to my house during the holidays. We will welcome you very much."

Aaron hesitated and did not give him a definite answer.

"Is there a problem?"

"I'm just not sure if I have the time."

"Don't be ridiculous, we're only twelve years old and don't have to work at the Ministry of Magic, how can we not have the time?" Draco said speechlessly, and then suddenly thought of something, "Could it be that the heirs of your family have to take over part of the industry at the age of twelve?"

"How is that possible?" Aaron rolled his eyes, "No matter how precocious you are, you won't be exposed to these at the age of twelve.

Besides, my parents are only in their early thirties this year, they are not too old to work, and they won't put these burdens on me."

"Then how come you don't have the time?"

Aaron pursed his lips, looking at Draco's sincere face, and was too embarrassed to say it was because of intuition, so he simply changed his words, "I'll go if I have time."

"That's more like it."

When he arrived outside the station, Aaron just saw Hagrid sending Harry to the train and looking over here.

Aaron immediately lowered his head and stuffed Abe behind the suitcase, and kept saying in his heart that he couldn't see me.

But when he walked to the door, he was still covered by a large shadow.

He raised his head and a familiar big face looked at him with a smile.

Aaron sighed helplessly, but still didn't hide! If I had known earlier, I would have used the bottle of Felix Felicis sparingly.

"It's a bit unreasonable not to say hello to an acquaintance." Hagrid pretended to preach while rolling his eyes, as if searching for something.

"Don't look for it, it's here." Aaron lifted Abe up, and Hagrid's eyes immediately shone with a light. He wanted to get closer to take a look, but restrained himself in time.

"Are you jealous?"

Hagrid nodded repeatedly, his beard trembling constantly.

If there weren't so many people at the station, he would probably have shouted.

Aaron was the only one in the entire wizarding world who raised a magical creature openly, and it was a special dragon. How could he not be envious?

Hagrid did raise a lot of magical animals, but they couldn't follow him for too long. Once they were too big, they couldn't be hidden.

Most of them hid in the Forbidden Forest, and a small number went to other places, either sent to live in groups in the wild, or taken in by professionals, such as Mao Mao, who was guarding the trapdoor for Dumbledore.

Over the years, the only one who could stay with him was Fang, the Neapolitan Mastiff.

"The little guy is still so cute!

Can I see him next semester?"

"If nothing unexpected happens, it should be possible." Aaron said lightly, "but I think it doesn't want to see you."

After the voice fell, Abe turned his face away, not giving Hagrid a good look at all.

"Don't be so heartless!

I apologize again for what I did at the beginning." Hagrid said aggrievedly, and then took out a wrapped roast chicken from his pocket, "This is my sincerity, I got it from the kitchen, it's still hot."

Abe opened one eye, glanced lightly, and looked at Aaron again, barely restraining his drooling.

"Humph! Don't use this little trick to embarrass yourself.

You used this trick to knock Abe unconscious at the time." Aaron said disdainfully.

"This will never happen again," Hagrid smiled awkwardly, "Besides, we didn't think it was a dragon at the time!"

Aaron pouted, but still put the roast chicken away and stuffed it into Abe's backpack.

This train ride takes a long time, and there is no such thing on the train. He won't be pretentious if he can eat better.

"We received your sincerity. See you next semester."

Aaron was about to board the train, but was stopped by Hagrid.

"Wait, can I touch it?" Hagrid said a little embarrassedly.

Aaron suddenly felt that the roast chicken in his hand was not fragrant. He was short of money.

But the things were in his hands, and it was impossible to return them.

"Sorry, I can't agree to this request yet."

Aaron refused directly. Hagrid wanted to try again, but Abe quickly got into the door and didn't let him succeed.

"This...run fast enough!"

Aaron shrugged, handed the box to a conductor, and boarded the train.

He passed several carriages in succession, but they were all full, with no empty seats.

When he opened the door of the next carriage, the corners of his mouth twitched. They were all familiar faces, but they were three Gryffindors.

"What a coincidence! There should be empty seats here, right?"

"Yes, of course." Harry said immediately, and Hermione happily made way for an empty seat.